Last Tuesday PM had a service plan review. His father showed up for the meeting (the very least he could do). He tried to leave peacefully. Unfortunately, PM happened to be leaving to go on an outing to the store to pick up a few things for a resident's birthday party. P's father said “hi” then got on his bike. And there stood PM pointing in the direction the bike was. Saying “ It's my Dad”. Now, if PM wasn't autistic he could perhaps verbalize what a piece of shit his father is.

Instead whenever another resident decides to cycle up and act out. He decides to express his frustration by turning to me saying “hit me” then charges at me. So far I've had to restrain poor PM four times. Yesterday while the new kid T decided to throw a fit over being corrected for having his Ipod up so loud it was disturbing the other residents. PM started up again. This time I walked right past him handed the Ipod I confiscated to Tina. Watched T storm into his room. Then walked out into the TV area. Decided that my arms are too sour for this today and somehow got PM to sit in the nearest chair. Stood before him with my arms folded as he pounded on the armrest saying “Hit me and Fuck you” I just shook my head. Then I heard a crash from T's room. Tina walked up to his room to see what he was breaking now. Heard T say to her that he was cutting himself. She gave him the same disinterested look we all have learned to give. T wants you react and storm in so he can fight you. But when he realizes he isn't getting one he cools. Next I hear PM say I want to go outside. I let him run out of the unit but follow close behind him. He gets up to the main building were he last saw his father. Opens its doors and heads towards the conference room. I get him to sit in a chair outside the conference room door were I once lead him to meet all the people who would be working on his case. It also was the last time he actually got to talk to his father. He sat crying like an infant. Saying he wanted to go home. I knelt down before him. I said I know. Took his hand in mine and I heard him say he wanted to go for a walk. And we did. We didn't say much to each other. Then again It's not possible for me to have in real conversation with PM. He pointed out squirrels to me. Then turned and said I'm sorry. Hugged him and said it's going to be ok. Just I hope I'm right.